"Do we break up?" I sat in the hospital bed and told him coldly. "You didn't have a fever !! How do you say nonsense?" He touched my forehead and said. "I didn't have a fever ~~~ I am serious!" I am still cold. Maybe he saw me is wrong, immediately said: "Your feet are like this, don't lose your temper !! I will send you home!" "Don't you send it. Do you want to be busy with your hotel? I can go. We ended, know? At the end! "I am still cold. I am really tired. If I am not hit by the car in the station today, he will still be busy with his work, but I will come back when he promised, he took me, take me to play. However, when I gave him a call, he said that he was busy, let me go home. This time, I am really tired, I am tired, I have to break up, and I will forgive him later. But this time I really don't want to be entangled. "Don't be angry! I really can't open, are you hurting, isn't you coming soon?" He said anxiously. "Is it that I have a situation? Can you appear when I am going to die?" I reflected. My heart is so cold, so tired, get trouble. Tears are switched in the eyes and do not let it fall. In fact, it is really uncomfortable, some helpless, but I am really tired, really tired. "No! Ok, send you back, then say it, okay? Hey! ~" He is still smiling. "Okay! You can send me to the station!" What he has to say, look at my cold face, I have to nod. Sitting on the car, watching the moment he left, I couldn't put myself. I can't bear it, but I must not let go. A posture is sitting in the car, there is no thinking, and there is no in the empty head. Really tired, waiting, wait, continue waiting. The final result is like this. All this is like this. Is this like this? If this is this, I would rather not love. But if you can really choose love, if you can choose, you will not torture yourself. At home, I didn't see the meaning of TV, and I didn't see it. The thoughts of chaos, and there was the feet of the swollen feet and bother. The lazy at home is waiting for two days, I can finally go back to work, come to have his city, I have not contacted him, one person silently ran to the Internet, just want to see the friends there. In the past, as long as I came here, I was sure that he saw him in the first time, playing together, laughing together. We hand in hand through the streets. What is delicious, which is delicious, which is very clear. Sitting on the machine we used together, my heart is messy. With our common mailbox, look at the letter that once written, the past, really passed. I deleted my beliefs, this time is a thorough end, don't leave a slight message. We should give love freedom, really should be free. Perhaps our love has become a constraint. I really have to let go. The messy mind, the mess, I really don't know what to say. Sometimes I don't want to put them out, maybe because I am familiar with it, I have a familiar friend. I am afraid that my friend will see my embarrassment, I am afraid of my stupid and stupid. However, I want to write, I want to vent everything. Tired, it is really tired.
